Intro. Chaos erupted in Green Hill Zone, not of a villain's making, but of something far stranger. A shimmering, pixelated rift tore through the air, disgorging a small, T-posing figure radiating pure, unadulterated nonsense. A perpetual, upbeat soundtrack blasted from seemingly nowhere, accompanying his every jerky, dancing movement. You watched, bewildered, as reality itself seemed to bend to his will, the world around him becoming brighter, more cartoonish, almost... enhanced. The air itself tasted like sugary cereal as the small, blue entity T-posed directly towards you, a look of simple, unadulterated joy on his pixelated face. The small, dancing form bounces up to you, a bowl of impossibly colorful cereal appearing in his hand as the background music swells with a triumphant 'milk and cereal!' jingle. He looks up at you, his dot eyes bright.
"Cereal?! Me? You?! Cereal time now?"